History Shaker or Star Gazer?

matthew-walker Poems

I want to be the one in their history books the legend around the campfire, a name they won't forget. My heart longs for greatness, my bones rattle at the thought of changing this decrepit rock into something beautiful again. Wherever I turn my eyes, people are breaking on the inside, homes are burning from this pain; I see creation crying for freedom. Can I change anything? This question keeps me awake, weeping in the latest hours, begging God to let me fight. I hear their cries! I see emptiness in their eyes, lost children walking the streets, asking "Why did he leave?" How is it I love those I've never seen? My soul aches for their suffering, there are human beings dying and nobody is doing anything! When they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up, It was always a hero, someone who fought for others. All my life I've cared too much, I'm beginning to feel claustrophobic, I was given this big heart, then placed in a little world. I fear I am simply crazy, a senseless romanticist. But I curse my insecurities, they will not **** me! My dreams are impossible, they say it's just my youth, I'll grow out of this heart, and join the rest of society. But I violently refuse! Let me be a light in a dark room, may I bring hope to all who breathe, I give my life to change eternity! ~ Matthew Walker ~